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Jun Liuli knew that it wasn't an easy thing to make them accept each other and like each other. This was not something that could be done in a short period of time.

He could not choose his birth, nor could he choose the responsibilities he had on his shoulders.

Perhaps, when it came to matters of marriage, he couldn't completely decide on his own.

However, he would not give up.

Seated in the passenger seat, Ding Pei's thoughts were relatively simpler. In her heart, there was only work.

Her sense of duty trumped everything else.

When the convoy arrived at Qingyun Stage, they stopped in succession.

Yuwen Feng got out of the car first and opened the door for Jun Liuli.

"Young Master Liuli, after you."

"Thank you."

Jun Liuli replied politely, then stepped out of the car.

The air here seemed to be a little different from the air here, with an additional trace of the tranquil air of an orchid.

A faint fragrance of light orchid floated into Jun Liuli's nose, the smile on his face became clearer.

"Young Master Liuli, this way …"

Yuwen Feng led Jun Liuli and the others toward the Qingyun Stage Guest Hall.

Nan Huaijin, who received the news, was already waiting at the entrance of the hall.

"Mr. Nan …"

Jun Liuli spoke with admiration.

"Young Master Liuli …"

Nan Huaijin, who was wearing a gray silk sweater, stretched out his right hand.

Jun Liuli quickly reached out his hand.

He looked at Nan Huaijin and felt that he was more refined than what he had seen on TV. Moreover, he looked much younger than his actual age.

"How is your father?"

Nan Huaijin asked as he led the way to the reception hall.

"He's fine."

Although it was their first time meeting, Jun Liuli didn't feel any sense of oppression. On the contrary, he felt a sense of familiarity.

He entered the living room.

The relevant personnel from both sides sat down in succession.

Ding Pei sat on the right side of Jun Liuli and switched on her pen.

"..."

Li City.

Floral Island.

After Ming Lang heard the news that Jun Family had been sent over, he stared blankly for a good while. Then, he held his jade flute and walked towards the reef that Bo Yuheng had thrown into the sea.

He wouldn't let anyone accompany him, so the guards had to follow him from a distance.

Not long after, the melodious flute sound lingered in the air above Floral Island along with the ocean waves.

A moment later.

The sound of the flute was like weeping, as if it was narrating an unforgettable story.

As the guards listened, they all felt extremely sad, and they felt an inexplicable homesickness.

The sound of the flute ceased, and the air that was tainted with nostalgia stirred, and the sadness grew.

Ming Lang looked into the distance, at the edge of the sea and sky, as if it was the end of the world.

"Yuheng, have you ever regretted going to that world?"

Phew...

The waves rolled in from the horizon and hit the brown rocks as hard as they could, making a deafening sound.

The shaking roar was like Bo Yuheng's roar.

"Yuheng, I know you are unwilling. However, if you have half of Huai Jin's heart, that's far from enough. "

Ming Lang held the jade flute and stood with his hands behind his back.

In his slightly aged eyes, a dark tide was churning.

"Mister Ming, Mister Yuwen is here."

The guard came over to report.

The waves were too loud for him to hear.

"Who's here?"

"Mister Yuwen …"

The guard raised his voice.

"Oh …"

He turned around slowly and walked to the villa on the island.

"Young Master Pei …"

"Mister Ming …"

Yuwen Pei and Ming Lang could be considered old friends, and their relationship wasn't too bad.

"Young Master Pei, thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, it's okay …"

It was a polite greeting.

Ming Lang and Yuwen Pei sat down, and the guards brought tea and pastries.

"Young Master Pei, the way you've come, is …"

The Floral Island stayed away from the city's clamor, surrounded by the sea, and other than the helicopters, there was only the ferry.

In Ming Lang's memory, Yuwen Pei only came here once with Nan Huaijin.

"Mr. Ming, I came this time to personally send you an invitation."

Yuwen Pei took out a plain invitation card from his briefcase and handed it to Ming Lang with both hands.

"…"

Ming Lang also received it with both hands and opened it.

"Young Master Pei, your filial piety is commendable. "I'll definitely go."

"Thank you, Mr. Ming. Although my mother has only met you once, she has always said that she wants to meet you again." If you could go, she would be so happy. "

Yuwen Pei showed a gratified smile when he heard his response.

Old lady Yuwen was soon to be ninety years old, and her body had always been strong and healthy. However, since Yuwen Nansheng's death, her condition had worsened day by day.

Yuwen Pei and Yuwen Feng discussed for a while and arranged a birthday feast for her. She was delighted to see such a lively scene unfold. Secondly, it would also help her resolve one of her worries.

Yuwen Pei personally came to deliver the invitation to Ming Lang, which showed how important Ming Lang was to Yuwen Pei.

"I'm glad to see the old lady again."

Wu Tie closed the invitation card and handed it to the guard at the side. Then, he picked up the teacup and signaled Yuwen Pei to drink with him.

"Young Master Pei, long time no see, Young Master Qingfeng. How is he?"

Compared with Yuwen Pei, Ming Lang's impression of Yuwen Qingfeng is more profound. He could tell that Yuwen Qingfeng was a talented person, and in the future, he might even surpass his father and uncle.

"Thank you for your concern, Mister Ming. Qingfeng is doing very well and has already returned to school …"

"Oh …"

Ming Lang replied.

"This child's future is limitless."

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Ming."

Although Yuwen Pei was modest, he could not conceal the pride in his eyes.

As a father, there was no one who was more proud than him when others praised his child.

"Where's Miss Qingge? Is she all right? "

Ming Lang took a sip of tea and continued chatting.

"That girl must follow Young Master Yunxiao to the Star City. She doesn't even want to study anymore …"

Speaking of Yuwen Qingge, Yuwen Pei's proud gaze instantly dimmed as he said worriedly.

No wonder he had such an expression.1

Although Yuwen Qingge liked Gu Yunxiao, she had no reputation. It would have been alright if these two people had a future, but if they did not, then this part of the past would have become a stumbling block for Yuwen Qingge's relationship.

"Everyone is chasing something different …"

Ming Lang smiled.

Yuwen Pei's expression turned even more embarrassed.

"Mr. Ming, tell me the truth." "I'm not worried about Qingfeng at all. What I'm worried about is Qingge, she …"

Ming Lang understood his worry and comforted him after thinking for a while.

"Don't worry. At their age, they should be pursuing the thoughts in their hearts. Otherwise, at our age, I'm afraid we'll regret it. "Also, take your time with your emotions …"

"Ai, I'm just afraid that Qingge will fall too deep …"

"Don't worry, Yun Xiao knows his limits."

Ming Lang talked about Gu Yunxiao as if he was talking about his own child.

Like Nan Huaijin, he had neither a wife nor children. Coincidentally, they all saw Gu Yunxiao as their own child.

"Mm …"

Yuwen Pei picked up his tea cup and took two sips.

"Young Master Pei, I heard a customer came from Pear City, have you seen him before?"

Ming Lang asked again.

"I've left the cabinet, so..."

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